Today’s poetry prompt was, “a hard habit to break”.
You were just
another dumb mistake
(an impossible habit
You put the spotlight on me,
and I performed
to an empty house.
Your applause was hollow,
and I thought I was the one
These dramatics were bending me
to new lows.
(I’m tired of chasing down dreams,
begging love because no one ever
told me I was enough.)
I chased every broken promise
with starry-eyed belief.
Hope ran me down,
and I believed every empty line.
Some say gullible,
I always thought unbelief was a dirty sin.
So, like all my shameful secrets,
here’s another hard habit to break.
Accepting other people’s lies,
who ever whispered,
“I love you” had the
Because I always knew
you’d be a tough habit to kill.